The look in your eyes
Betrays a melancholic pain.
Speaking the sorrow without talking.
Hours spent in silence.
Mourning as a means to an end.
Gentle caress on skin.
Nervous laughter fills the quiet.
The stillness of air broken
By the thundering beat of hearts.
There is an infinite sadness in love.
Attraction is a cruel joke
To disguise the nature of emotion.
I could cry when I realize
The fatalistic truth of inevitability.
